Tuesday, 22 December 2009

Elizabth and Mary sermon

Sermon Fourth Sunday in Advent
Luke 1:39-45 Preached at Selwyn Village Church by Megan

May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable in your sight Christ my hope and my redeemer.

Some years ago when I was teaching, one of my teenage pupils got pregnant. What was remarkable wasn’t another teen pregnancy, but that none of us suspected a thing. She was a big girl and each day’d begun wearing looser clothing until she couldn’t hide it any more and had to tell her parents.

After practising how best to break the news, she went into the lounge and said “Mum, Dad I’m a little bit pregnant”. [pause]

I’ve not heard of being a little bit pregnant, but I suspect she thought it would ease the blow.

After much bluster her father asked “How much is a little bit?” to which she replied “My waters broke this morning and my contractions are six minutes apart”! Needless to say, there wasn’t much time for her parents to get used their daughters pregnancy, to be angry, sad, excited even. Within four hours they’d become grandparents to George, a healthy and much loved – if unexpected, baby boy.

I’ve often thought about what it must’ve been like for that young woman to go through her pregnancy alone. For Mary, the risks of being a teenager, pregnant and unmarried were far greater than for my student. Mary didn’t just risk her parents disapproval she risked the condemnation of her community, and potentially death.

So controversial was Marys’ situation that even her husband to be Joseph, was, until the intervention of an angel, trying to find the best way out of what was becoming an increasingly dodgy situation.
A few miles away Mary’s Cousin Elizabeth, and her husband Zachariah, were, after years of being shunned by their community due to Elizabeth’s barrenness, dealing with their own miraculous call to parenthood. Mary and Elizabeth two devout women both pregnant under unusual circumstances – one too old, one too young, no wonder the neighbours were talking.

On the surface today’s Gospel reflects a normal meeting, two women delighting in each others pregnancy, yet at a deeper level we become witnesses to an act of profound and abiding love, and to a great commissioning where prophecy is made manifest.

Elizabeth – the local vicar’s wife, contrary to tradition and common sense, welcomes without question, or judgement the frightened Mary.
In her cousin’s arms Mary finds sanctuary, here her pregnancy isn’t some dirty family secret, but a gift to be celebrated.

Elizabeth’s unconditional love, recognises Mary’s goodness, seeing great gain, from what looks like great loss to everyone else. This ability of Elizabeth to willingly accept Mary with an open heart means that she too is transformed.
“And the baby leapt in her womb, and Elizabeth is filled with the Holy Spirit”.

In this encounter we witness God active in both the world and the womb, as Elizabeth and her yet to be born baby John, respond with delight recognising the Christ child.

Both women bless each other as the transformed Elizabeth, prophecies’ loudly and with hearty voice, “Blessed are you among women, and blessed be the fruit of your womb”.

This act of unconditional love and blessing echoes through time, reminding us that there is no retirement from the wonder and work, of God.

Today God calls us to be his love in the world, to embrace a spirit of humbleness and hospitality, checking our judgements at the door.
Such thinking can lead to us discovering, as Elizabeth did, amazing things in ordinary places.

Several years ago when I’d just been made redundant at Christmas, I was at the supermarket feeling particularly sorry for myself when the Holy spirit gave me a wake up call. In the cue in front of me was a woman even more anxious than I.

With a little girl sitting in the trolley, she was furiously counting her groceries whilst trying to read a piece of paper gripped in her hand.
Her trolley contained the bare minimum.
As I leant forward I saw the piece of paper she was holding was a social welfare emergency food cheque. She had never had one before, and was trying desperately with one of those over bright smiles to hide her shame from her daughter and those around her.

She nervously handed the cashier the emergency cheque only to hear in a piercingly loud voice, “oh one of those, well you can’t afford all this” as the cashier proceeded to take out items from the woman’s trolley as she felt fit. [pause]

As the women eyes filled with tears, smile still bright for her baby went to pack her bags, I looked at what I had, and understood that God was offering, a chance to see the good in a person and bless them without judgement.
As I paid for my groceries I also got those the cashier had pulled from the woman’s trolley. The cashier in a patronising tone said”you must be such a good friend” to which I replied “No, I don’t know her”. [pause]

At this point though, I was faced with a dilemma, you see I’m sacred, scared that if I give the groceries to this woman that I may further shame her in the eyes of her daughter and in front of those around her.
But I know I need to act.
I think I circled her twice before I was able to approach her without anyone seeing. So I go up, and just begin putting groceries in her trolley, hers and mine, and I see not shame in her but a look of such wonderment, such love, that in that moment I am both broken, and remade at the same time. [pause]

I say, “Please take these because I know what it is to be in your place, and one day you can do the same for some one else” although I’m sure its not as coherent as that. And somehow we find ourselves laughing, and she reaches over and through tears touches my face blessing me.
Not realising that in allowing me to follow Gods call in that moment it is she, who is the blessing.

Today on this last Sunday in Advent, in the midst of the hype and excitement may we too be caught up in the blessing of Elizabeth and Mary, entering all that we do with spirit a love, acceptance, seeing the good and blessing of God in all the ordinary places.

Spoken in the name of the one that is to come.
Amen

Saturday, 12 December 2009

Ministry for the elderly

Well here I am after months...
I passed exams and am currently on field education in a 700 resident elder care village as a student chaplain. People here range in ability from independent residents in their own units and apartments through to hospitals and secure dementia units.

Most of my time is spent ministering to those in hospitals and with some level of dementia. It has been an amasing experience and I have found within myself a love and care for those living with dementia that I never expected. The challenge of how to nurture the soul life of those who forget I ever spoke with them moments after leaving sometimes has begun reshaping how I view God and Ministry.

Any way here are a couple of pieces I wrote as I contemplated meeting with residents and their families.

Monthly Obligations

You tell yourself,
– sorrow draped in angry shroud,
“It doesn’t really matter if I don’t visit for a couple of weeks or month’s maybe...
“It’s not like she’ll remember I came tomorrow”,
-That doesn’t change.
“By this afternoon she’ll be telling all insundry I never visit”
-that I never cared.

Yet in that moment
when you sit awkward on the edge of the bed,
primed to make the great escape at the first hint
of tiredness or distraction,
for her,
there is JOY!

As you begin the family litany
the hatched,
the matched,
–avoiding dispatched,
I see a spark
set deep in your mothers eyes,
that none of us can elicit when you’re gone.

At such times I ache to interfere,
to beseech you to look into that parchment face
to read the love written there
in a language only you can understand.

I wonder then, if you can see her lean a little closer,
her hand twitch nearer,
when I invite you to take it in your own
you flinch,

“I took it once... but she wept like a baby”, you protest,
so you don’t touch her now...
save it cause embarrassment
-to whom?

When you go
and she falls over into despair
a paid caregiver will rock her gently.

Until then,
I will resist the temptation to growl
“Hold her man,
she wont bite this forgetful mother of yours...
today she’s just a baby”.

Each Day Anew With Eve

Act 1
It’s hard to define this relationship
when each day I have to remind you
again
and again
who I am.

A little unbalanced in the extreme
when I get to keep the stories you tell
-the smiles,
and you get to remember nothing.

That painful moment in me lessens,
when you tell me once more
how glad you are we’ve found each other
-kindred spirits.

In your hand extended
I meet the confident teenager
-a wicked glint of possibility in your eye.

In another time I would have been honoured
to join you in
summer adventures long passed
but for today I will sit them on the shelf
beside your china tea cup
gathering dust.

Act 2

I am informed it is a ‘necessary cruelty’
to tell you each day
your beloved is dead
-not waiting up the way as you suppose
to take you home to a life of happy ever after.

To see your grief
Your stubborn chin raised in certainty,
-surely they must see that for today at least they are defeated!
Today their distractions
their redirections
will not pull you from your vision of a brighter day.

Instead you sit straight backed
coat on,
handbag at the ready,
Waiting for your good mother -long passed,
to take you home for tea
and warmth born of the inside out,
Her butterfly kisses the softest imaginable, on your cheek.

Good for you Eve
believe what you must
to get through this endless day.


Saturday, 19 September 2009

Back in the World

Well the Semester is in full swing and I am back in the world all be it in a somewhat soft focus fashion until next week brings new glasses (heha). Went to Vaughn Park for a retreat last week on Care of the Soul using Poetry. Although it was not hugely transformative it was nice to be around a group of creative women, to play cards and night and drift in and out of sleep to the sound of waves.

Vaughn Park is beautiful and I hope to return for more than one night next year. My taste for retreat running has been peaked once more so watch this space basically. Currently I am in the St Johns Library before I head down to teach an icons class.

Below some thoughts on watching discarded cloth caught on the breeze.

Centering on my heart
for the first time in a thousand thousand years
I am met by the slip of a child.
Emancipated from a tired washing line
de-pegged she flaps in the breeze,
beckoning me to come play in dappled places.

Over hill - through moonlit stream
beyond the hard green land,
until I am lead to
the space between heartbeats
wide and silent
to find a washing line
filled with the slips of a thousand lost adventures.

Kneeling I hold my childhood slip close
caress each starched line.
Dear God
how many dreams have whisked past my busy eyes unseen?

Blessings Meg in the wind

Wednesday, 2 September 2009

in the break...what break

Just had a friend from home stay overnight on her way to Rome (big hellos to Benedict). Mid semester berak here although it is infact full on catch up study time here.

Not feeling very connected with God at the moment, too maxed out on pain meds for impacted wisdom tooth I guess. Was good though to sit and talk with a friend of such familiarlity that there was no need to be careful about ones words. She and I used to teach Icons in Christchurch so was good to talk with her about the group I am taking here at St johns. I am so proud of them (I know yes it is a sinbut they are all developing so well). Working on a Christ pantocrotor. Off to a retreat next week

meg

Tuesday, 18 August 2009

This week at St Johns

Memorial Service for fellow ordinand Jens Richardon killed in hit and run, memorial for Eru Potaka Dewes, Memorial with pacific Students for 98 killed in Ferry sinking. Poignant rich, wept when Fijian women surrounded Bishop Halapua who was kneeling behind Eucharist Table as they knealed and sang and danced the Lords prayer. Not a dry eye in the house.
One assignment in on Liberation Theology Sobrino and Christology, another due in a day or so on early Church History in Aotearoa, Psychology of Teaching and Learning Test Monday and tomorrow night possibly going to present some poetry at College poetry night if it is deemed good enough by fellow contributors. Feeling some ambivalence at that and in truth at the morning so wondering if I really need this?

Politics continue so taking a step back to refocus the old remember why you are here. Husband slowly getting better. Soon have Christian Spirituality class which I did love but on this day feel burdened by when so much is sitting and waiting for me.

Positive notes birds singing, blossom out, Tui's in the grave yard outside my window here, beautiful. In tow weeks mid semester break so doing a few days on my icon projects for college.

Dear Lord please remove the Blah Blah blah in me. trying to get myself motivated to go to Eucharist. Normally fine. Today it will all be in Maori which I usually feel fine about but sometimes I miss at least some of my own language. And yes I am aware of the dangers in these politically correct times of saying such things. Which is why I have an edit button so I may remove my colonial oppression later. Perhaps what I really need is a good old fashioned wine with my friends. CHRISTCHURCH WOMEN I MISS YOU
Oh yes and I am day four without coke, have swaped it with coke zero after discovering full on addiction...it is not the same...

Thursday, 30 July 2009

Coming Up For Air

Okay my life in the last fortnight coming up for Air...
after a week of in and out of Accident and Emergency with Shawn we have settled down to the maddness of college life which includes :
Just finishing a week long preaching course...fantastic... new fav preacher Barbara Brown Taylor...totally reshaped how I look at preaching
Wrote new poem...
inspired to write some more reflections on bible ...
had Bishop Victoria up last couple of days at college had dinner with her thoroughly enjoyed that...
finished icon of John the Baptist photo coming soon...
Women's Studies commission meeting yesterday with representatives from around the pacific and here in Aotearoa New Zealand am to develop web page and poss news letter on that exciting...
Started varsity Bible in popular culture interesting tossing up between essay on Christian artists in NZ or the use of Blood in Vampire tv series as a Eucharistic metaphor...
Bought Trueblood ...loved it...wept at Eucharist in a moment overcomeness at the offering ...
got a book for my brother which I am reading first by drummer from Korn...
Missing my brother...
New lecturer at varsity on Church History who is actually passionate and excited about subject what a change...
Taken up a teaching paper at varsity..
being either a bar tender or waitress on Tuesday at Liturgical commission dinner to earn some dosh always nice...
Enjoying teaching icons...sharing teaching with art historian very interested in Orthodox view of eternity...
More to come peace and apologies for my slackness Meg in the wilderness...ps looking at changing the layout of this blog ...will see

Meg in the wind

Sunday, 5 July 2009

Random Thoughts from a Wired bunny

Exams are over what is done is done.
It has been an interesting time at varsity and although I am fairly sure I will pass the majority of the courses I am now working on the whole area of refining. Coming down from exams has been odd all the hype to stay focused in study with varying success for four weeks has left me now not sure what on earth to do with my time. This week the majority of college is heading off for a week long retreat which although sounds great I have deferred as Shawn has surgery this week to have his gal bladder removed.

At first I wondered why on earth college would offer retreats now of all times, yet looking at how we are all dealing with the come down from exams it actually makes total sense. So in light of me not going on retreat I have put myself on a self imposed retreat for the next three days to write an icon. I am surprised that the icon I have begun is one of John the Baptist this is a figure that I never envisaged doing so together in prayer ,painting and study we will investigate each other.

This is also an odd time for students as we have people all round the country undergoing discernment to come as students to seminary next year and we have people hearing about ordination and placements at the other end. Several people I was on the discernment weekend are soon to be ordained and although I know this is because they finished their theological education before applying for priesthood there is a wee part of me that feels a little left behind. I knew that by switching training and moving up here I would putting off ordination by a year or two I also knew that this was the best option if I was to receive a quality education that would best equip me for the future. In saying all that I still feel a little left behind.

Ah it is way it is, week after next I will be on a week long preaching course then back into varsity. I have just had my courses confirmed they include:
Jesus the Christ a Christology paper
History of the church in Aotearoa New Zealand
The Bible in Popular Culture
and my out of faculty paper a Teaching Education paper.

And at Seminary my papers include:
A Preaching intensive
Conflict Resolution and a
Spirituality for Ministry paper.

You know through all this I think I am missing home. It has been nearly 8 months since I left home. It is my hope that the other Christchurch Ordinand here will be ordained in September. If so we are booked in to take a 'Care of the Soul' retreat then I will go back home with her to her ordination. It will be good to put my feet in home soil again.

There you go all this pontification to realise that my manic space filling is actually about the big unwind, and missing home.

Please pray for Shawn and his surgery this Thursday and for baby Samuel Davy who has been in intensive care since his birth here in Auckland pray that the swine flu that is now in the hospital keeps away from him .

thanks Peace Megan

Thursday, 11 June 2009

Theology Exams and Random thoughts on adaptation

Well here we are one and a half days out from my first exam at Varsity. The last few months have been full on moving Islands, entering the seminary, going to varsity.

Whilst I imagine there are still adaptations to be had moving into this new life, those things that first were most obvious to me as different and quite frankly just wrong, have either disappeared or I have reached a state of neutrality.

I still miss the sung Eucharist, snow and frosts, but the sounds of crickets no longer annoys. The tropical insect life is not a fav I would have to say yet the tropical rainfalls I have come to enjoy.

Varsity has been interesting, and I find myself becoming increasingly conservative under their influence. How so you say? well at the beginning I was fairly liberal but nothing compared to what I have experienced there. In fact there have been days when I wonder if Jesus is ever going to be mentioned in a School of theology. I have enrolled in a paper 'Jesus the Christ' next semester which I am pretty sure should! mention JC.(grin)

What I have enjoyed the most at varsity is the general education paper we must take, my choice was one called 'Pandemics Past Present and Possible' the benefit has been that we have had over 25 different experts come to talk on subjects from Bio terrorism, the Black Death, Obesity and Swine Flu to Poverty and the Spread of Disease, Medical History and Town planning as a cause of contagion. I have exam for that on Monday.

The college is split into four if you like. There is the Methodist College, and Under the Anglican Church there is the the Polynesian Tikanga, Maori and College of the Southern Cross which covers Pakeha and a selection of students mainly from Africa.
Whilst I deliberately on an open forum watch my words when discussing the differences between tikanga ( it is not always politic to speak ones mind) I am aware especially with women in college of the difficulties and stresses placed upon certain groups.

One of the things that has made my time here in the last month a little easier is engaging in those things that bring me peace and engage me in the community so for the last couple of weeks I have begun an icon group. One of the tutors here is very much into icon history so she is taking a teaching segment each week on a relevant icon to the season then I lead in prayer some basic teaching then we paint. We have nine women in the group from all different ethnicity's and backgrounds which is exciting.

We have also started gathering aside from daily chapel to meet as students weekly to pray for transformation and hope in the college. This has taken some work yet to see more and more people begin to engage in prayer with each other as a way of building trust is something special. Of course coming from all different styles of worship and theologies this is interesting so for now we are structuring it with both structured and extemplary prayer. New things for us all.

Blessings to you and yours I am off to study if you think of it pray for me Saturday morning as I approach Greek my greatest challenge.

Peace

Megan

Tuesday, 2 June 2009

Okay so any day now its going to be sunshine and smiles (grin)

Hi all
Greetings from a typical day in auckland ie it rained earlier, is sunny now and no doubt will rain again soon. Now that Easter is passed counting down the shopping days left till Christmas. Which as I write stands at 199 sleeps, 8 hours, 27 minutes. ( I know you were all wanting to know that )

It has been a rough few weeks here in Auckland, Shawn has been unwell which came to head last week when he had a seizure while we were driving and I managed to get him to pull over right by our Dr which was good as we managed to rush him in and were then sent to Accident and Emergency. I am eternally grateful to the Dean of College Jim White who when I phoned from the Drs office rushed down to the surgery and drove us in to A and E.

The upshot was they think an infection in his gal bladder and liver which sent his fever shooting through the roof causing the seizures. A few distressing hours of realising all the things you want to say to each other in the end is condensed down to simply saying I love you and a few more sleepless nights which culminated in me crashing and burning in my latest Greek test and all is well.

So infection under control Shawn is home having caught a nice cold in Hospital.
One highlight was seeing his insides on the MRI and the shocked look on the young serious Drs face when I asked if that lump on the screen was some kind of foetal twin"no Madam he said that is his Kidney"."Thank goodness" I reply " because it does bring up the question of Bigamy if it was, I mean did I marry them both?".
The poor Dr then thinking I was serious began to earnestly reassure me it was a kidney and not a foetal twin until he saw the consultant cracking up behind him. Such are the bizarre moments one has amidst the madness that is the hospital crisis and sleep deprivation.

My fellow students were wonderful picking me up late at night and getting me back to the hospital early in the morning. So all is okay.
We are building up to exam time here at Varsity so I imagine the tension will raise. (all prayers greatly appreciated)I have been watching the Christchurch weather with interest thinking how lucky to be so close to snow. (I know you probably think I am crazy but you have to love it).

Anyway more news to come just wanted to catch you up with the latest dramas I will post properly soon when things are settled and I am getting some sleep again. Things are hotting up here for the Auckland Diocese as they prepare for their electoral synod it is intersting looking at it all occuring from the outside this time. Please know I think of you often and you are in my prayers Peace Megan

Friday, 24 April 2009

In the company of Tammy and Johnny

Today it is difficult to be here. It is lonely, and financially incrediably stressful. I have been up for hours stressing and now there is little to say save i miss people I can be real with, I miss God and I have fallen over into anxiety. Life continues excitements and essays due.
Tammy Wynette has somehow snuck onto my ipod so I am sitting here singing at the top of my voice to 'Stand By Your Man' , LOL sometimes all you can do in the night is call out to God and fall into the arms of Tammy and Johnny Cash. there are worse people to keep company with at such times.

So the positive report... here I paste my latest report home full of sunshine and light.

Jesus Christ has Risen!
HAPPY EASTER
Well what a month it has been here in Auckland. It has been fantastic not in the least because of you all (refers to people at my old work). From lunch with Ali B at varsity, care package and catch up Jane from work colleagues at the Selwyn symposium and Geoff (one of my own bosses) staying with us I feel like I have been given my fix from home as I have caught up with the ins and outs of Christchurch life.

Study has been interesting the last few weeks. The Liturgy paper at St Johns and Ministry formation are my current favs but Greek is still my nemeses.
I continue to be impressed with St Johns who responded to my and another students requests for assistance by organising for us a weeklong Greek intensive course this past week with a retired Greek professor who is one of the tops in his field. Within 24 hours or our request it was organised and we had met our tutor.

Easter at college was one of the most meaningful Easters I have had so far. Each service was designed by students under the oversight of the Dean who had taken a teaching series on the Great Triduam. Celebrating with so many children and families was lovely. From the Maundy Thursday service to the Stations of the Cross where we carried a huge cross around the grounds to the Easter Service the children threw themselves in the services. On the Easter night we had a huge bonfire which the children toasted marsh mellows on and listened to the readings before processing with the Pascal candle through the graveyard where Bishop Winston near raised the dead with his calls of Jesus Christ is Risen.
At the church door there was one of those magical moments where Winston banged on the door demanding entry in the name of our Lord and spontaneously all the children (around 40) who were around him yelled yeah open up!

A group of us had been involved in cooking the feast for afterwards which went from feeding an estimated 35 to over 70. All and all a great way to start the week.

This afternoon I head off to Greek and Shawn’s parents and our niece arrive for a week so it will be good to see them. It is for me the busiest month that they are arriving on but it will be nice to have the occasional distraction.

We Christchurch folk up here met together to watch the strategic plan DVD and discuss the synod which to all accounts seems to have gone well. ( Bishop Victoria launched her new strategic plan for the Christchurch Diocese at a special Synod).
You all continue to be in my prayers and thoughts thank you all so much for keeping in touch.
Peace
Megan

Wednesday, 11 March 2009

Into a New Day - from office girly to Seminarian

I have not written for some time. My apologies for my lack of contact until now. With all the changes that go on in moving up here it seemed wise to wait a few weeks so that the highs and lows took on some perspective. And you were not getting the rantings of a woman in shell shock.

It was the wee small hours when I started this. Up with a chest infection I was gut twisted to open an email and discover the news of the death of a young woman from an old congregation who is the daughter of a one our Priests whom I had a bit to do with and his wife. A young woman killed in a freak adventure accident who had just started to fulfil her dream of becoming a vet.

The next few emails, ripples from my diocese that seems so far away now i am away at seminary.

At times I am floored that in a couple of weeks I have left my job, family, friends home, packed us up and we have travelled up and away here to Auckland.

The trip up here was like a release after we had been waiting with the tension of sad goodbyes and expectant hope. We were driven getting from Christchurch to here in several days. Yet there were moments of delight. To drive under snow capped mountains on the desert road, to witness the plants we know be taken over by new and exotic species, to gaze on the waters of lake Taupo, to navigate ourselves up here. And then in the morning on the motorway to have the first sight of Auckland to coincide too the song 'into marvelous light I travel'.

Getting out of the car however became a shock. Hitting town in the worst heat wave in 150 years with day after day of humidity in the high 90’s left me wondering what on earth I had done. I am after all a winter snow and rain girl in the tropics.

The house itself is lovely we are at the bottom of a lane of 6 fellow seminarian families all at St Johns. I mention the house because for the last 10 years we have lived a dark place in many ways, so to be here in a place clear and clean and new has been such a gift. The first day here we were visited by neighbours from Zimbabwe with muffins and another neighbour organised a meal for us with all the people in our lane as a meet and greet which was greatly appreciated.
Shawn adores Auckland and we have spent hours exploring this huge place in part in an effort to be cool driving and also I think as a way or orientating ourselves. A way of meeting the city and finding our place.

The cat although enjoying bringing me lizards to let go in the house is more in love with the fan than with me at present. Me I have been up and down and inside out which is to be expected as I adjust to being in a seminary and to going to varsity for the first time.
Dark moments:
realising I will never be cool or young like the many students in my classes.
Missing the familiarity and comfort of Liturgy that I know
Greek class
no real silence to be found

Light
Sitting on the wharf at Devonport at night looking back over the city
Blowing off the frustration of orientation with fellow hometown seminarian by floating in the sea in the middle of a warm rain storm
The house
getting to know folk
the generosity of those around us

Meg

More tomorrow

Meg -

Friday, 30 January 2009

Wow it's finally happened!

Well it is about 5:30am here in a waking up Christchurch. I am in work as much because there is no way I am going back to sleep at this stage.

Today is my last day at work and as I sit here typing I feel tears wreaking my infrequently applied make up. I think it has hit home that I am leaving people who have become as family to me. In a couple of hours we will meet for a work farewell breakfast and as I sit here looking at my increasingly stripped down office I am aware that if I have learnt anything over this year of leavings it is that I am profoundly and deeply loved.

Not only by God but by my colleagues, my family, my friends. It is a humbling thing to experience as much because I suspect that over the year there have been others who loved me who I never allowed myself to acknowledge.

So here I am tissue in one hand listening to the Wellington Ukaleli Orchestra singing its a heartache preparing to leave.

In the next few days the packers come then next weekend we are all on our way to St Johns College. Tomorrow is my extended whanau (family) farewell, next Friday it is Shawn's family farewell with a couple of others in between.

So many farewells the cost of feeling the love I guess.

I give thanks to God who has moved so profoundly in our lives this week and continues to move.

Please pray for us in on our journey to the North Island

Megan

Tuesday, 20 January 2009

Realising your weird

Okay so recently my husband and I celebrated our wedding anniversary. He being a Southern boy raised on navy bases and trailer parks we decided to go all out and celebrated southern style which basically meant Cajun spiced chicken, pork and beans. We tried to outdo each other with gifts, he bought me Bourbon (in a can of course) and I got him a packet of pork scratchings as a dowry reminder.

We sat there hooting with laughter at each other. Something which I didn't even realise was particularly odd until I retold the story over morning tea at work the next day in response to their questions about how we celebrated our anniversary.

Note to self according to the horrified looks at work laughter was not supposed to be involved,we were supposed to go out to a sedate restaurant, there would be gifts, a chaste kiss and some restrained thinking of England.

Me I think I enjoyed the laughter myself.

Two weeks till we head off to the seminary. I wonder if they like chili dogs up there? Meg

Wednesday, 14 January 2009

Time is Ticking and Sleep is Lacking

Well time is ticking and sleep is lacking.

I am here today on 2 hours sleep. A combination of full moon, moving anxiety and general how do I get everything done. Positively I am now enrolled at University in what looks to be a very full on traveling time in the first semester (traveling to varsity daily) and a not so hectic traveling time in the second semester.

This of course does not include what is happening at classes wise at seminary. This year of study is as much about filling study prerequisites both theological and general education wise with next year there being more freedom of choice. So study looks at the moment like this.
Semester 1
THEO 103 Reading the Bible
BSTHEO 175 Introduction to Greek
THEO 100 Beginning Theology in Aotearoa New Zealand
POPHEATH Epidemics Past Present and Future

This health paper fulfills my requirements for general education and is so up my ally it is not funny. Call it non theology reward. As some of you know I have a few dark interests including criminal, forensic, and general psychiatry and the human response to epidemics and pandemics. With that in mind I think you agree that this course is me.

POPLHLTH 103G Epidemics: Past, Present and Possible
This course explores the concept of the epidemic – the emergence of diseases or conditions affecting many individuals at the same time. Examines epidemics caused by micro-organisms, environmental contaminants, lifestyle choices and self-harming behaviours. Covers infectious epidemics from black death to bird ‘flu, examines modern day
examples such as obesity, diseases of urbanisation and problem gambling, and explores the concept of social contagion, from nun-biting to alien abduction.

Course Objectives
• To demonstrate an understanding of the nature and cause of different types of epidemics.
• To have an awareness of the historical background of epidemics and an
understanding of contemporary epidemics in New Zealand and world-wide.
• To have a more detailed understanding of actions that might be taken by society to monitor, manage and prevent one modern epidemic.

What are epidemics?
• Introduction: Black death, Roman goblets and medieval nunneries
• Geography’s contribution to epidemiology
• Immunology: defending against disease

Infectious epidemics past
• Historical context
• Piercing memories
• 1918 Influenza epidemic
Infectious epidemics present
• Vaccine controversies
• If I was a vaccine preventable disease I think I would choose to be whooping cough
• Home Grown Solutions: Control of group B Meningococcal Epidemic in NZ
• Tuberculosis
Infectious epidemics into the future
• Possible pandemics
• Ebola and SARs
• History denied is history repeated
• Bioterrorism

Epidemics of chronic disease: Gluttony, indolence and melancholy?
• The obesity epidemic
• Type II diabetes
• The rise and fall and rise of the coronary heart disease epidemic
• Rise of chronic disease in Maori
• Smoking – a modern epidemic that is protracted, severe and legally sanctioned
• Depression: all you ever wanted to know
Addictions
• Rise & fall of various addictions
• Recreational drugs
• An epidemic of gambling

Environmental epidemics
• Sun exposure
• Road crashes
• Epidemics of urbanisation
• Falls in the elderly

Social contagion
• Nun-biting, mass anxiety hysteria and merphos poisoning in Auckland?
• Demons, aliens & Satanists

Conclusion
Bringing together the strands: historical, contemporary & possible future contexts in NZ &
Internationally

So there you go! I have for some time been interested in the Church response to crisis and am most interested in planning for how we as a church may respond to the next big health crisis.

Not much more to write I am afraid mind too sleep deprived

Blessings
Megan